As we grow old
the ground we walk on
rises up
so that,
as each of those few moments
left to us
pass by
and we grow old
and hair turns greyer still
we move a bit more slowly.
At such a speed,
we can see around us
more of life today
and feel we understand
the present
more,
for we have lived
among the weeds
and trees,
from which it came.
And we have much we want
and need
to say.
But, sometimes,
no one asks

True, though all the experience and knowledge from the days gone by is there. People don’t seem to ask for it. Young people should take out time from their busy schedule to understand the perspective of the people who have lived in the ages past and get to know them more.